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Dec 19, 2013

A lot has changed since I wrote that last post. I got pneumonia again! I learned some very unfortunate news about my brother. We have lost a wonderful gifted writer from our blogosphere, Joe Spado, "Spadoman" of Round Circle. He has imparted such wisdom over the years, and it is sad to see him move from this world to the next. I know the Great Spirit has helped him cross over and begin his new journey.

I lost my ex-husband on Dec. 6, 2013, EJ's father. It hit me in a way I did not expect. This man has been a part of my life since I was 20 years old. I will not say we were "friends" at the time of his death, but we could talk to each other. I am glad now that the last time I saw him I gave him a big hug. It is as if a big part of my life is now over. We would never have gotten back together, it is nothing like that. It is the fact that we did share two sons, and I honestly believe he is with the one who has passed before him, Travis.

I will soon be 59 years old. I survived colon cancer at the age of 39. It was stage II-b in the Dukes staging system for colon cancers. The oncologist gave me a 50-50 chance of survival, and 55-45, with chemotherapy. I like to think I beat the odds. I prayed for God to give me the opportunity to see my son's grown and on their own. He answered that prayer. Sometimes I think I should have asked for more, but, hey, what are you going to do?

I have fallen in love with my great-grandson, Jacob. He is "Grandma's boy!" He is such a cutie, and at one year, amazingly smart. He cheers me up when I feel down. I know that sounds a little corny, but it is the truth. My grandkids have proven to be a blessing to me. I had to step back, and let them be themselves. So, we are forging a family unit, and that is a good thing. I just hope I don't jinx it by writing about it. HA!

Nov 10, 2013

I cannot believe it's been a whole year since I posted on this blog! Time sure flies when your life is going steadily downhill, doesn't it?

I really have many things to be grateful for in the past year. My son did have his child, on December 7, 2012. A beautiful son, who was named Christian, for his mother. She had the baby induced, as this was recommended by her doctor, who said she lived so far from the hospital. I believe the baby was induced too early, and I have a little problem with the whole concept of inducing labor for convenience, rather than giving the baby the full term to grow.

Christian was fine. He was about 6 lbs. at birth, and about 27 inches long. He is now on a par with his peers. I say this because his father was premature at birth, and the agony of that left a great impression on me. Christina, the mother, decided to leave on Christmas Eve. They were having problems, and both of them needed some attitude adjustment, but it was not for me to intervene. That has a way of coming back and kicking you in the ass.

I had just gotten out of the hospital with double pneumonia, in the lower lobes. I was very sick, and went into the hospital after dropping my son off at work that morning. The doctor there almost sent me home, even though my oxygen level was only 86%, which is critical. However, after seeing the x-rays, he suddenly changed his mind. He made his diagnosis without all of the information. Just thinking about that, and all the other people this man has treated, blows my mind. It really does. I had to ask for everything I needed while at this hospital, even soap to wash with. I understand they may have been short-handed, but at least give me a bar of soap!

Back to more important things. EJ and I spent a very confusing and frustrating Christmas that year. His child was snatched away, and as they were not married, there was not a whole lot he could do. He did not know where she had gone. It was a mess.

Here is a photo of EJ and Christian:

EJ and Christian

My grandkids are with me now, EJ's step-daughter and her boyfriend and their year old baby boy, Jacob. I watch him while she goes to school at the community college here. She is 18. Her boyfriend is 22.